Do You Know What It’s Like lyrics

Do you know what it’s like to wake up at dawn But the weight on your chest says you’re already gone? So you stare at the ceiling and count every crack While the ghost of your past tries to pull you right back You look at your phone, but there’s nobody there Just a screen full of people who pretend that they care So you pull up the covers and swallow the pain And you lock up the closet where you keep the insane. You put on a smile and you step out the door Tell 'em "I'm doing great, never better," but more Like you're drowning in inches of water and dust And you can't even find a single soul you can trust. They see the reflection but don't see the break They don’t see the pieces that it takes to remake. Yeah, you wish you could hide it, but the mirror don't lie It's a terrifying feeling when you just want to cry. My hands start to shake and the room spins around I’m screaming inside but I can't make a sound It's a heavy-weight anchor that's tied to my feet And a racing heart trying to skip every beat. They say "just breathe," like it’s easy to do When your own mind is weaponized right against you. Yeah, the pain is a shadow that never leaves late And anxiety's locking the key to the gate. It’s midnight again and my eyes are wide open Trying to glue back the parts that are broken But the panic is loud, it's a deafening roar Like a wave crashing down on an unstable shore. My chest gets so tight that it’s hurting to breathe I’m begging the intrusive thoughts just to leave But they sit on my chest and they laugh at my scars While I'm trapped in a prison of mental steel bars. You can’t run away from the ghost in your head It follows you down to the side of your bed It whispers your failures, it counts your mistakes And it feeds on the fragile foundation it shakes. I just want some peace, just a moment of quiet But my central nervous system is running a riot. My hands start to shake and the room spins around I’m screaming inside but I can't make a sound It's a heavy-weight anchor that's tied to my feet And a racing heart trying to skip every beat. They say "just breathe," like it’s easy to do When your own mind is weaponized right against you. Yeah, the pain is a shadow that never leaves late And anxiety's locking the key to the gate. Is anybody listening? Is anyone there? Or am I just shouting my grief to the air? They see the outside, think I'm doing just fine Bu